The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

"Cough cough."

A cough was heard from the dim road ahead.

The four of them prepared themselves for battle.

They have been traveling around the world for many years and have realized that this place cannot be just a trial and inheritance site.

There is a hint of evil in it.

An old man walked slowly out on the dark road.

He was hunched over, with gray hair, his hands behind his back, and wearing a longevity hat.

"We have guests..."

The old man grinned, looking very kind at first glance, "Come with me."

Before he finished speaking, the old man turned and walked deeper into the passage.

The four of them looked at each other, hesitated in their hearts, and did not take a step for a long time.

"Now that you're here, are you just going back like this?" The old man's voice came from the depths.

Lao Tie no longer hesitated and followed the old man's steps, walking deeper into the cave.

The young man dressed as a scholar took a look at the miserable six-fingered demon hanging in the air, and the latter shook his head.

There was even more hesitation in his eyes, but he couldn't resist his curiosity and followed.

Among the remaining two girls, the petite one wanted to retreat, but the little mink on her shoulder pointed at the road they came from and chirped twice. Her face turned pale instantly, and she whispered something in Zuo Qiuye's ear.

Zuo Qiuye frowned and touched the red leaf knife behind him. The two women looked at each other and could only follow.

The heavy stone door at the back had been closed at some point!

Four people walked in the secret passage.

Only the tinder gave off light.

"You can call me Xuanwu Grandmaster, um..." The old man walked in the front and said slowly, "I didn't call myself Xuanwu Grandmaster before, because I didn't dare to, and I felt I couldn't bear this title."

"So to the outside world, I always call myself the old man Xuanwu, but now, I don't want to be called that anymore. It's unlucky and makes me sound like I'm very old."

Zuo Qiuye asked, "How old are you, senior?"

Old Man Xuanwu frowned and scolded, "Girl, why are you bringing up something irrelevant?"

When they walked to a certain place, old man Xuanwu suddenly became interested and took a few people on a tour.

Walk to a place similar to an exhibition room.

Inside were human bodies, some were pierced with silver needles, some were covered in iron shields, and some had their bones and flesh separated...

Old Man Xuanwu explained one by one and told the four people that these people were all martial arts masters with powerful internal strength.

The young scholar, who knew everything, began to tremble all over.

He thought of all the famous people who suddenly disappeared...

The atmosphere was weird, but under the guidance of Old Man Xuanwu, the four continued their tour.

The four of them walked through exhibition room after exhibition room.

Old Man Xuanwu talked incessantly, saying that he did this because he had a lofty wish.

Combine the training system with the warrior system!

Inner force, spiritual energy...they are very different in nature, but they can both bring extraordinary powers to humans.

The spiritual energy is exhausted and the old way is no longer feasible, so...is it possible to focus on the direction of internal strength?

Before that, we must understand the essence of internal force.

Therefore, he spent a hundred years setting traps, making a great name for himself in the secular world, establishing a legacy, and setting up a trial site.

Then, every once in a while, news about the inheritance site would be released, and strong people would flock in continuously.

Those who passed the trial were all martial arts masters with powerful internal strength. They could serve as guinea pigs for him to explore the essence of internal strength.

The more Old Man Xuanwu spoke, the colder the four people following him felt.

It was as if I was in great terror.

Old man Xuanwu suddenly turned around and revealed a creepy smile.

A powerful internal force poured out and turned into an invisible pressure, which controlled the four people in place.

Zuo Qiuye and the other three were sweating profusely, "What a strong power."

Old Man Xuanwu is a practitioner.

After his spiritual energy was exhausted, he spent hundreds of years studying the martial arts and internal strength of the mortal world.

The power of internal force is immeasurable.

Therefore, even if he didn't use his cultivation, the four of them would not be his match.

"Nizi, if I'm not mistaken, your inner strength is the most powerful, so let's start with you..."

Old Man Xuanwu looked towards Zuo Qiuye.

He took out a skinning knife from the wooden table beside him.

Zuo Qiuye's pupils were about to burst, and those horrifying bodies that were almost inhuman appeared in his mind.

The thought of becoming one of them soon makes me feel happy.

She felt cold all over and would rather commit suicide.

Old Man Xuanwu approached step by step.

……

"Rumble..."

Floods were mixed with heavy rain.

The fields were flooded and the houses were washed away.

In addition to the panic of facing the disaster, everyone in the pagoda also has more or less the grief of losing their loved ones.

Outside Longcheng, none of the people who built the flood prevention line survived.

Sadly.

Human power is so insignificant in front of nature.

The project, which involved tens of thousands of people, collapsed before several floods.

Sobbing sounds were heard inside the pagoda.

But at this moment.

Floods hit the pagoda again.

With a loud bang and after a violent shaking, a gap was opened in the door of the pagoda.

The yellow-brown sea water, mixed with some broken wood and stones, rushed into the tower frantically.

"Quick! Go up quickly!"

Wang Shui's pupils trembled, and he was the first to rush out, trying to block the gap in the door with his body.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have much effect.

Yang Xiuhua also heard the noise.

She was horrified and ran to a higher place.

The flood flooded the first, second, and third floors before the rising speed began to slow down.

The people in the Longcheng Pagoda were completely isolated and huddled in the dark, waiting for God to show mercy and not kill them all.

Wang Shui was soaked all over, but luckily, he was fished out by several men who were good at swimming.

Rumble…

Under the impact of the flood...

The pagoda is leaning!

Some women and children slipped and rolled all the way into the water on the ground floor, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

"what!"

Yang Xiuhua slipped, and because the pagoda was tilted at a large angle, if she fell, she would most likely fall directly into the flood!

At this critical moment.

Seeing this, Wang Shui hurried to help and straightened it up.

Yang Xiuhua didn't have time to thank him.

Sudden.

Voices from the outside world.

It stopped instantly.

The floods roared no more, and the rains fell no more.

Then, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

A golden sword came from the north and plunged into the flood.

Afterwards, the floods in the surrounding areas retreated as if they had seen a great terror.

Follow again.

A middle-aged figure dropped from the sky and landed beside the golden sword.

He just yelled, "Evil dragon, prepare to die!"

Holding the Dragon-Suppressing Sword, he charged into the sky.

And in that cloudy sky.

An extremely huge dragon appeared, the culprit of all this.

All I heard was the earth-shattering roar of a dragon.

A man and a dragon fought each other.

Huang Tingsheng's cultivation, which had been sealed for more than three hundred years, burst out at this moment.

The peak of divine transformation!

That evil dragon was not weak either. After all, it was a terrifying monster that could easily cause a flood of thousands of feet. Its cultivation had reached the realm of refining emptiness a long time ago.

But after being sealed for many years, the spiritual energy has been exhausted.

His strength is not as good as before, much weaker than the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm, but stronger than the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

However, the Dragon-Suppressing Sword has a natural suppressive effect on dragons.

For a moment, they were evenly matched.

Huang Tingsheng cut off one of the dragon's claws.

The dragon bit off Huang Tingshen's two legs, leaving blood all over the place.

The survivors in the pagoda were trembling in their hearts at the sight.